"Dad, you were saying." Ye Nianqin had thought Ye Yinzhu might want the Sword of Nox back, but seeing him so willing to give it to him now, he was overjoyed. In his heart, nothing was more important than this sword.
Ye Yinzhu said solemnly, "First, you must promise me, no matter how strong you become in the future, you must never bully the weak or kill the innocent. Can you do that?"
Perhaps feeling the gravity on Ye Yinzhu's face, Ye Nianqin puffed out his chest and said, "Dad, I can. I will also protect the weak. Mom said that one must be a good person, and that great power is not for killing, but for protecting oneself and helping others. Nian Qin understands."
A smile appeared on Ye Yinzhu's face as he responded, "Mom is absolutely right. If you can do that, dad doesn't need to ask for anything else." He thought to himself that though his children seemed a bit naughty now, they were after all his own, with inherently kind natures.